On Our Wedding Day My Husband Announced His First Love Online-Chapter 125: Sebastian Forrest Confesses

When his finger gently brushed against the tip of my nose, I looked down, feeling a little self-conscious. The tips of my ears grew hot.

At this, the color drained from Theodore Grant’s face. He immediately pulled out his phone to make a call.

I couldn’t hear what the person on the other end was saying, but as I watched Theodore Grant’s expression grow darker and darker, I knew Sebastian Forrest hadn’t been lying.

He really had rescued my older brother!

"Sebastian Forrest!" Theodore Grant snarled, practically grinding his teeth.

"Resorting to despicable tactics like kidnapping and threats... Theodore Grant, you’ve really outdone yourself." Sebastian Forrest’s voice was calm, but anyone who knew him could tell he was furious.

Theodore Grant snorted coldly. "Don’t you dare pretend to be some righteous gentleman in front of me. You’re capable of stealing your brother’s girl, so what right do you have to lecture me?"

"Stealing his girl?" Sebastian Forrest dug a finger in his ear, looking completely nonchalant. "I was just putting on an act with Chelsea back then. Couldn’t you tell? It was just to push you into a quick divorce."

I turned to him, utterly shocked. I couldn’t believe Sebastian Forrest would just come out and say that.

"What?" Theodore Grant was just as stunned, as if he couldn’t believe his ears. "You... you and Chelsea..."

But before Theodore Grant could finish, Sebastian Forrest suddenly cut in. "But things are different now."

Theodore Grant’s heart clenched, and even his voice sounded a little stiff. "How are they different?"

Sebastian Forrest suddenly smiled. "You don’t know how?"

"What do you mean?"

Sebastian Forrest just smirked but said nothing more. He turned, took my hand, and started leading me away. With his other hand, he gave a jaunty wave in the air—effortlessly cool—leaving Theodore Grant standing there alone, his face dark and grim.

...

Sebastian Forrest held my hand as he led me away. But I soon realized we weren’t heading for the school gates, but toward the academic building...

By the time we reached the academic building, I glanced back—Theodore Grant was no longer in sight.

’Since Sebastian Forrest just told Theodore Grant that we were only putting on an act, there’s no need to keep it up anymore.’

But just as I was about to pull my hand away, Sebastian Forrest seemed to sense my movement. He glanced back, his eyes landing on our joined hands, an enigmatic smile on his face. "What’s wrong?"

"Um..." My palm suddenly felt a little sweaty. "Theodore Grant is gone now. You can let go."

Sebastian Forrest chuckled softly. He began to trace his thumb over the back of my hand. The friction of his rough skin against mine felt like a jolt of electricity, making me look up at him in surprise, only to meet his jet-black eyes.

"Starting today, I’m never letting go again."

I blinked, a little dazed, my heart pounding in my chest. "S-Senior Forrest..."

Sebastian Forrest’s gaze was intense as he looked at me. He raised a hand and gently caressed my cheek. There was a breathtaking depth in his eyes that made it hard to meet his gaze. "Remember how I told you yesterday I was going to take you somewhere?"

I swallowed unconsciously and nodded. "I remember..."

Sebastian Forrest smiled faintly. "Come with me."

I followed behind him in a daze, our hands still intertwined.

I couldn’t tell if it was my palm or Sebastian’s that was sweating, but our clasped hands were clammy, our shared body heat steadily rising...

But just then, I suddenly saw that the walls of the hallway in the academic building were covered in photos!

As far as the eye could see, the walls were plastered with them!

"This is..." I was so shocked my jaw dropped. I instinctively turned to look at Sebastian Forrest.

Sebastian Forrest just smiled. "See for yourself."

Only then did I take a closer look at the photos on the wall, and I was astonished to find that I was in every single one of them!

Some were of me from the front, some from the side, and some from behind...

My face a mask of astonishment, I walked and looked, following the pictures until I came to the final wall. There, spelled out in flower petals, was a line of large, elegant script—*Chelsea Joyce, I’ve liked you for a very, very long time!*

I couldn’t help but cover my mouth as I turned to look at Sebastian Forrest.

I saw him give a slight smile. "And, of course, I still do."

’Such a direct confession!’

I couldn’t stop my eyes from turning red. "Senior Forrest..."

Sebastian Forrest looked at me with that same intense gaze. "Chelsea Joyce, will you be my girlfriend?"

In that instant, my mind went completely blank.

When I came to my senses, I subconsciously clenched my fists. It took all my effort to find my voice. "Senior Forrest, I’m sor—"

But before I could finish, Sebastian Forrest cut me off, his voice low. "Don’t be so quick to reject me. I just wanted to let you know that starting today, I’m officially going on the offensive. You have to at least give me a chance to pursue you, right?"

My lips parted, but I found I didn’t know what to say.

’I’d suspected before that Sebastian Forrest might like me, but I always thought it was impossible...’

’But now, everything was laid out right in front of me. I had no choice but to face reality.’

’But—’

’How could this be possible?’

’How could Sebastian Forrest possibly like me?’

’And he’s liked me for a long time?’

But the photos were the proof. The time span they covered was enormous, starting from my very first day at Sunstone Middle School, all the way through high school, college, graduation, and even my first job...

"Why?"

"What?" Sebastian Forrest instinctively bent down slightly, leaning in closer to me.

By the time I snapped out of it, I realized I had actually voiced my thoughts out loud...

I couldn’t help but look up at Sebastian Forrest, my gaze meeting his. It was only then that I noticed how long his eyelashes were. They trembled faintly with each breath, and every flutter felt like it was brushing against my heart.

I quickly looked away. "I... I was asking why..."

"Why I like you?"

The tips of my ears turned red. I forced myself to nod. "Mhm..."

"Why not?"

Sebastian Forrest smiled. "Do you remember the first time we met?"

’The first time?’

I frowned in confusion, trying my hardest to recall my first meeting with Sebastian Forrest.

But no matter how hard I wracked my brain, I couldn’t remember when we first met...

Sebastian Forrest chuckled, as if he could see my predicament but chose not to point it out. He just continued, "It was the first day of school for you freshmen. You were the new student representative, about to go on stage to give a speech. Backstage, I accidentally stepped on your shoe and it came off..."

As soon as he said that, the memory came flooding back—that really did happen!

It was just that I was so nervous back then. After hearing him apologize, I just said "It’s fine" without even looking back, slipped my shoe back on, and walked onto the stage...